annanotbob2's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Struggling It feels hard at the moment, this life. Maybe because I didn't speak to anyone on the phone today - though I did my zoom writing group so I did have personal contact. They were very positive about my writing again, especially the Bella bit, which is upstairs so I'll try to add it tomorrow. I have a lot of minor physical ailments that are getting me wound up as they don't fit into any scheme of things. Dizzy spells, some very intense, hardly ever lasting more than seconds. Blood pressure in the insane range. The pain in my leg, which may or may not be sciatica. The floating rainbows, a visual thing which is apparently pre-migraine something or other. I've never had a migraine but I get these floaters more and more, sometimes several times a day. And I'm sleeping so much - like at least ten hours a night, sometimes twelve, which makes for very little daylight, which makes life much less enjoyable. I find myself sliding into hypochondria, especially as I still have all the skin lesions which may or may not prove lethal. I've lost too many friends to things they thought were nothing much but which killed them quite swiftly in the end. And my brother. But I think of that poem about old people - shut up about your aches and pains if you want to keep some friends and I do so I will. Or try to anyway. Today has been Holocaust Memorial Day. I lit a candle and read awful things. Did you know that if we had a minute's silence for everyone murdered in the holocaust we'd be silent for eleven and a half years? I don't know how to carry on blethering shite after that without being disrespectful, so I'll stop. Three Good Things Keep safe. 11:33 p.m. - 27.01.21 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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